Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

almost thought Ray were

"Ah --"

her palm brought her back to

crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her hand

stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't

coldly, frowning.

he had to

Would hurt.

pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled

bear to see her in

"No --"

of the knife touched her hand,

by the sharp knife, not to

take her hand back, but failed, because her

while, the blood stained Tracy's

at her eyes, which were full of fear and

"You know it hurts?"

none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go of

the last word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand streaming with

by blood again,

"Have a seat --"

sort of threatening

was much more

"No --"

her head.

coldly, "Brody,

looked at

remembered what he was doing after being reminded by Tracy.

eyes were as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed her on

want me to care about

He snorted.

furious that he tightly pressed on her

you up

continued to

much and the bleeding had not

if she was going

"A little bit painful..."

said with hesitation.

when he saw

flashed through her

was very feeble, but she was still unwilling to fall to

her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared at her

feel painful, you can

Then he made up his mind

sharp knife

her eyes wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her heart

of fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

because her own thought

stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh.

"Hmm --"

the sharp knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but she

her teeth, she

"Clap -"

liquid dripped on Brody's hand

it was her tears or her sweat.

knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on

to give up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a

bit her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in

knife cutting

from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but

her eyes finally could not

were cut

to cry out several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

that something was wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to